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I still sometimes think that the way boys fell through the mirror in the opening scene was not only their character’s introduction but also a very strong and obvious reference to “character A fell first (in case of Edwin — with definite struggling but anyway gracefully and gently), character B fell harder (in case of Charles — with all his might right on his face)”

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merry charles in a collar day for the most darling @every-moment-a-different-sound 's birthday and to all who celebrate <3

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edwin being attacked by doves. enjoy

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while gathering pictures of edwin covered in blood i noticed something!!

pretty much the whole time he’s in hell, it’s like THIS ^ with his non-bloody side in shadows, UNTIL charles comes

and then it’s like THIS ^ with his bloody side in shadows

i haven’t studied cinematography or anything but that’s definitely intentional

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happy birthday @bitterdesert 💕💖💗💕💖💗💕💖💗💕💖💗💕💖💗💕💖💗💕💖💗

I heard y'all liked some white boy thighs

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Some Sentences... Tuesday

thanks to @emryses for the tag, sorry for the very late answer lmaoo

this is from a catland fic i'm in the midst of writing in which ck has some interesting ideas on self-love (the idea mentioned in @idliketobeatree's amazing post, blessed be her editing skills <3)

Charles’ words dried up in his mouth. Thomas was standing up, still so very close, and – It wasn’t like he was normally short, no matter what jokes Charles made, but he was closer in height to a sitting Charles than not. But now… now he loomed. Charles had to tip his head all the way back just to catch the glint of his gold eyes, throat bared and vulnerable. It wasn’t like with Edwin, not how Edwin'd told it: Thomas shapeshifting into Charles’ face and outfit, only his eyes and actions betraying him. No, this time Thomas had kept his own kit on. It was like staring into some bizarre alternate reality, one where Charles had somehow become Cat King. Where he wore more jewellery than clothes, and had no problem flaunting his lanky body in a see-through shirt and short skirt that – admittedly – did something brills for his legs. Where he had glowing golden eyes and dilated cat pupils and a faint scar at his lips that followed him across bodies, never-changing.

no pressure tagging @laiqualaurelote @e-payne @artemisadore for more "some sentences [random day of the week]"! <3

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You know how sometimes it’s hard to tell whether something is brilliant writing or just really bad one?

Remember the attic scene, specifically the following exchange:

Charles: I mean, I’m half Indian. Why am I so different?

Edwin: That is a fair point. They were the same country back when I was alive.

I like to think Charles’ words aren’t just about him being specifically half Indian and the boy Pakistani — they’re about both of them not being fully British. His feelings, his decision to protect the boy, would probably be the same if he were, say, Chinese or Algerian.

But Edwin? Don’t get me started.

That line is like some russian guy saying, “What’s the difference between an Armenian and an Azerbaijani? They used to be parts of the same country.”

Never mind the fact that they have completely different cultures, languages, and religions.

Edwin is a product of his time. But please — don’t mistake his response for what it clearly isn’t. His inability to see any difference isn’t empathy; it’s the ignorance of someone raised by an empire, blind to the diversity and identity of the people in its colonies.

(that’s like hysteria in ep2, but more subtle. i’d love to see both topics explored, btw)

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my new favorite bit artists and writers do is that when In Danger tm charles tries to get edwin to go in the backpack and edwin fucking hates it. like a trying to get a cat in a carrier

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hey. what if pspspscharles went after the barkbarkcharles and toyed with him a little. what then

(based on @tumblerislovetumblerislife 's idea 💛)

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Edwin bullies people for being bad at history part one

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You can and should write fanfiction that isn't perfect. You can and should write whatever fanfiction you want. You can and should write fanfiction that brings you joy even if it's silly or goofy or weird.

Except for me. My fanfic has to be perfect and read like a novel and ruin at least one person's sleep schedule.

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btw Edwin stands like a ballerina just letting y'all know

-sincerely a theatre kid

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Rough Payneland sketches bc I needed a pick me up 💜

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fic idea - canon Edwin gets hit with a spell that switches him places with a modern+alive au Edwin

so when Charles runs up to Edwin to check if he's alright, he gets a confused stare and a "...Charles?! Why are you wearing a polo? And where are all of your tattoos?" from the Edwin lying on the ground who's very much Edwin, just not his Edwin. he's alive for one

the au Edwin is 18 and freshly enrolled at uni, where he's just met his new roommate, Charles, only a few weeks ago

(there's obvious tragedy in this modern Edwin learning that there's a 1910s counterpart of him who'd been killed at 16, but let's ignore that for now) the fun part is - modern Edwin would have grown up in the 2010s and wouldn't be bullied for being gay/different so he's way more open and chill than canon Edwin, still sassy and a smartass, but just more sure of himself

so much so that since he doesn't believe in ghosts, and kinda thinks this whole thing might be a dream anyway, he decides to flirt with this polo-clad version of Charles to test out the waters. he's had a crush on his roommate basically from the moment they met and they're going to eventually switch him back to his reality anyway, so he sees no harm in going for it

modern Edwin is in a t-shirt that shows off his arms and jeans, and his hair is wavy and he looks just a tad older, and has just an inch of height on Charles now (courtesy of @dear-lucrow <3), and he laughs openly and compliments Charles, and tells him he'd look good in tattoos, and Charles simply can't handle any of it!!

Crystal ("oh, you're Charles's friend, right?") is annoyed beyond belief that modern Edwin is a cynic who doesn't believe in ghosts, psychics or any magic at all